Good News Out of the Tigers Training Camp

The surgery is successful.

Michigan:

Wayland.

Fear.

Hope.

Hops.

UPDATE
Hummer.

and a dose of STFU.

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Your Tax $$$ at Work:

Shot by cops for a couple of TABLESPOONS of POT!!1!!Eleven! Way to go, MI!

EVERYone's Moving to PDX!

The Hedgehog [hearts] PDX.

Re: Mudflats

I have probably sent or posted a link to themudflats.net this past electoral season usually regarding Gov. Sarah Palin. AKMuckraker, the blogger, wished--like Ben Franklin--to write anonymously for reasons of their own. AKMudflats writes passionately about AK politics and I found it a very enlightening read. Well, one politician made it his personal mission to find out who AKMuckraker really is. It's a great read about a 'challenged' individual on the public payroll and their misuse of public time. To wit:

I’m just….me. I’m not a politician, nor a writer, nor a journalist, nor a state or federal employee, nor a lobbyist. I was just a citizen who was paying attention, feeling frustrated, and liked getting stuff off my chest.

I checked my blog statistics later in the day, and noticed that two people had clicked on my article. I sat there utterly amazed. I called to my spouse, “Look at this! Two people read it!” Then, the next day, eight people had read it. I was getting about a dozen hits a day the next week. I didn’t know where they were coming from, but I imagined my little group of a dozen people who enjoyed Mudflats enough to come back and read more. Then twenty people. And by the end of the summer, about 250 a day. Maybe they liked feeling like somebody was speaking their particular truth. Maybe they liked it. It was a good feeling.

The day that Sarah Palin got nominated to be John McCain’s Vice President, life changed...I wrote a post, “What Is McCain Thinking? One Alaskan’s Perspective.” And that’s exactly what the piece was - one Alaskans perspective. My perspective. Just in case anyone was interested.

It took me about 45 minutes to crank it out and click Publish. (Yes, I was still in my pajamas at the time) And it turned out that people were interested. Really interested. By the time I’d made myself a couple eggs and toast, and sat back down there were more than 7,000 hits. By the end of the day there were 64,000. The total readership of that post ended up being almost 270,000 with more than 1300 comments.

Thanks to AKMuckraker's writings I learned that AK is staring down the barrel of a gun right now.

UPDATE

Let's Talk About the Weed.

When you pull away the curtains of propaganda, the evil disappears.

That's the Chicago Way

It seems some of our more vocal residents are having a say about the recent hike in parking rates in the city.

Must Read

Matt Taibbi on the financial meltdown.

UPDATE

The Detroit Lions in the News:

Will Artists Save Detroit?

Sounds like as good of idea as any.

So what did $1,900 buy? The run-down bungalow had already been stripped of its appliances and wiring by the city’s voracious scrappers. But for Mitch that only added to its appeal, because he now had the opportunity to renovate it with solar heating, solar electricity and low-cost, high-efficiency appliances.

Let's Talk About Drugs

I typically think John Stossel is an ass but he's right on here:

Let's Talk About Detroit

And let's talk about how Detroit is once again on the cutting edge of the nation's future.

First, some brilliant decay:

Rebirth, Industrial Hemp is thy name.

Potemkin Village:

Detroit is the future!

AWESOME!!!1!ELEVEN

Jack's new band, Dead Weather:

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The Bush administration's simplistic approach to national security was to show that they were the biggest, meanest bastards on the planet. Part of that is to create the impression that there is no rhyme or reason for our violence other than a demonstration that we have the power to do it. The inexplicability of it is the point. And to that end, all those creepy rituals with the prisoners in the orange jumpsuits and the goggles on their knees were designed to show that the United States was engaged in a form of bureaucratic, systematic sadism. Which it clearly was.

Interrogations for the purpose of gaining intelligence were never the point. The point was to create terror. And there's a word for that.

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My Home Town

Interesting article about Detroit's canary in a coalmine position.

And some good discussion from the referring article.

This Week in Drugs

A dose of sanity.

Prohibition bad.
Didn't we already learn this?

Maybe we should criminalize Republican leaders instead?

I Know Some of These People

You probably do too.
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The only solace I can offer is that, typically, these assholes are usually just that: a bunch of bored blowhards, terrified by the pace of a world that is passing them by, who have nothing better to do than complain, blame others for their shitty lives and spew their hatred and pitifully ignorant views online.

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The damned soul of Richard Nixon must be repeatedly slapping his enormous forehead, wondering why the hell he didn't think about doing this, shaking his fist and screaming, "Haldeman, goddamn you." Meanwhile, the ghost of James Madison wonders how in the fuck anyone could interpret the damn document to mean that a Commander in Chief is essentially a king. An ever-masturbating Ben Franklin just shakes his head.

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Pretty Much, My Thoughts Exactly:

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You know, if Trent Reznor was going to go through all the trouble to link up with Jane's Addiction for an alt-rock veterans' tour, would it really have been that much trouble to turn it into a full-blown Lollapalooza '91 reunion? Is Ice-T's acting career keeping him so busy that he couldn't take a couple of months off? What about Living Colour? Or the Butthole Surfers? Those guys are probably all anxiously waiting by the phone just in case Reznor feels a sudden wave of nostalgic goodwill.

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Now I Won't Have to Travel 2000 Miles...

...to get to my Tesla dealer.

Praying to Jesus

To help me with my back pain.

Wherein I Learn Why I'm Still Single

I'm too smart.

I'm, too brainy for my shirt, too brainy for my shirt, so brainy it hurts...

This Is What I Kinda Figured All Along

Rich folk vote Repuglican, others, not so much:

Wherein, My Disdain for Lil' Wayne is Justified.

This is your rock and roll on math:

I Love PES!!!

There, I said it.

More here.

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